Sunday, March 6, 2016

Sunday Services

Oh dear Christ on a crutch. Oh dear heaven in a hammock. Oh dear god in a girdle. Oh dear Lord in a Lincoln. Oh dear Jesus in a Jeep.

Or something like that.

Hey! Happy Sunday. Pancakes today: blueberry, banana, pecan.

Plans afoot to get the big boat out on the water. This entails many transportational issues due to the fact that we have a thousand children and forty-thousand grandchildren.

"Why did we have so many children?" I ask my husband as I lay out the strips of bacon in the pan.

"Heh-heh," he says as he goes outside to start getting the boat ready.

I had thought that today was going to be about gardening and maybe a little fooling around later on. Oh well.
Mr. Moon is going to take the cast net in case we run into some mullet.

It's going to be a fun day.

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. Sounds like a perfect day. Good luck with the mullet, we haven't been able to catch many this year. Gail

  2. Sounds divine.

    I think I write those two words at least five times a week as a comment on your blog.

  3. sounds like a fun day. I spent all day yesterday and all day today outside in the dirt. and boy, am I tired.

  4. Oh dear Mary on a motorboat! Ha.

    Boatin' or hoin' - you can't really go too far wrong with your day there.

    It could've been 'dear god in a gondola', or 'dear god in a glass-encased popemobile', or even 'dear god in a golf cart' but, you're right, i rather much like him in the girdle instead.

  5. Gail- We saw a few but not enough to get out the net.

    Elizabeth- YOU are divine.

    Ellen Abbott- I need some dirt days. Badly.

    Ajax- Haha! I sort of like God in a golf cart.


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